Dear Bocchan,

Have you written up the papers on our silverware budget yet? I think we should allot quite a bit of money to that seeing as how almost half of it seems to get imbedded into the flesh of ransom seekers and chloroform-loving pedophiles. I guess it's a good thing you're rich. Then again, I do tend to just steal money from the people who would dare to touch my Bocchan without my permission first, so never mind, just forget about the silverware budget altogether.

So, how 'bout that Lady Elizabeth? Always going on about "cute" things? You know what would be cute? You having sex with me. Let's give that a try some time and then see what Lady Elizabeth says! I doubt we would share the same opinion in this particular scenario. But you have no objections, do you, Bocchan? Then again, once your soul is mine, it doesn't much matter if you agree with me or not. It will be just like the corset scene all over again, only this time we will be having sex…well, I will be having sex…and you will still probably be wearing a corset…because I'm a demon and a butler, so I'm a bit of a sadist. Besides, won't a corset make things…tighter? The tighter the better, Bocchan, if you know what I mean. I think you do~! It will be very painful…for you, anyway. But you are kind of a masochist so I'm sure you will be begging for more before long. Prepare yourself, Bocchan, I'm coming…for you…to bring you to hell with me.

Your special sadist,

Sebastian